Chapter I(1b).

After pedaling his bicycle bought for 60 yuan from the second-hand market for 80 minutes, Gao Jinsong finally arrived at the Wenhui Hotel, which was almost at the junction of the provincial capital and the suburbs, and he found room 103 in the second building attached to the hotel according to the address on the note, but knocked on the door for a long time, but did not hear a reply. The waiter, who heard the noise, came over and looked him up and down suspiciously, and then asked him what he was doing.

Gao Jinsong wiped the sweat flowing like a river on his forehead and said, "I'm looking for Mr. Sun Junshan, who lives here." He explained his intentions, and opened the cardboard box at his feet for the waiter to inspect the contents β€” three dozen designer sweatshirts and sweatpants in two boxes.

The waiter stared at Gao Jinsong, who was soaked with sweat on the front and chest of his clothes, and then said, "He went out just now." But this building is all for them to occupy, I'll help you ask. She knocked on the opposite door, but no one answered; She knocked on the next door again, but no one answered. After knocking on the doors of several rooms in a row, there was no one, and she had no choice but to say: "Otherwise, you go to the back court to find them, they will be there at this time." ”

Gao Jinsong looked at the two large cardboard boxes and said embarrassedly, "Can you help me find him?" ”

The waiter shook his head resolutely: "I'm alone in this building." She thought for a moment and made a suggestion, "Otherwise, you put your things in the duty room first, and then come and pick them up when you find someone." ”

This was probably the only way, but after putting the box in the duty room, Gao Jinsong remembered a tricky question again, and he asked: "Are you sure that you will definitely be able to find this Mr. Sun Junshan on the court?" ”

The waiter smiled and asked, "Where else can he be if he is not there?" He was definitely there. We've got a stadium here, it's all their people, you can just ask someone and you'll find him. ”

It seems that there is no way to gain more if he continues to talk about it, Gao Jinsong can only say words of thanks, and take steps to find the court of Rauschzi. Walking into the blazing sunlight again, and tasting the steamer taste again, it dawned on him that he had forgotten to ask where the pitch was.

Fortunately, he immediately saw a long sign at the end of the road.

Following the signpost, he found the pitch without incident, and was surprised to find that there were two groups of people running around the pitch at this time.

He couldn't help but purse his lips and laugh. I really can't see that there is such a big group of good football people in this city, and they can play so such a big day! What's even more unexpected is that these fans are so serious, not only have a full set of jerseys, pants, socks and sneakers, but also half of them wear vests of the same color over their jerseys - this kind of battle can completely compete with those professional teams!

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, the offense and defense of these fans were not the kind of wild routines that swarmed up and down, no matter what the situation was, they rarely blindly disposed of the football, but some...... Some...... Some tactical coordination!

This thought flashed through his mind, but he immediately dismissed the absurdity.

A year and a half ago, due to the lack of good results and financial difficulties, the provincial football team, which had been struggling for 14 years, finally came to its end and announced its disbandment......

The neighbouring provinces have their own A-A and A-B teams, but now that the league is in full swing, these teams are unlikely to be here, and although the turf here is good, the discerning eye will know that the course is clearly lacking in maintenance - the grass is too dense and too deep for running and dribbling, and the grass can hide the depressions in the ground, and it is easy to get tangled with the spikes in the shoes, which will cause unnecessary damage to the players. From this point of view, it is actually inferior to the famous "vegetable fields" in the north, at least the surface situation there is clear at a glance.

It was only thirty or forty meters from here to the court, and Gao Jinsong got closer and closer, and the mystery in his heart became denser and denser.

It's definitely not going to be an amateur team on the pitch, at least its players aren't amateurs at all: the RED full-back just had a tackle close to the ground, from chasing to intercepting to hooking the ball over to half-kneeling on the grass to pass the ball to his team-mates, the whole action was clean and not muddy, and he had a short observation period after he took control of the ball, although he didn't distribute the ball to his teammates in the middle with more passing routes in the activity area, but the diagonal mid-range pass was in place with power and angle, not only avoiding the opponent between two people, but also allowing teammates to easily get the ball......

It's at least a semi-professional team!

This discovery made Gao Jinsong both excited and excited. If this is really a professional or semi-professional team, then he must know some people here, and they must recognize him; If that's the case, if these acquaintances are willing to help, maybe he can find a place in this team, even if it's a substitute, so that he can get back to playing football, re-stepping on his beloved green field, and playing his favorite football again!

His steps were lightened by this desperate hope, and even the annoying heat became lovely.

But hope often brings deeper disappointment.

He didn't know any of the players on or off the field. No, you can't say that, to be precise, no one knows him on and off the field, and he stood on the edge of the field for a few minutes, looking at the players one by one, but the eyes of others barely stayed on his face. In their eyes, this strong guy standing on the edge of the field with an eager face is just a young fan who loves football.

Gao Jinsong quickly recognized one player, Qiu Guangshuo of Guangzhou Yuehai, a substitute striker for the national team a few years ago. The other one or two people could not be named, but he knew them, the fierce-looking lone-faced defender who had bumped into him on the pitch. I just don't know if he still remembers himself.

This must be a team with a lot of potential and a lot of ideas!

…… But what does that have to do with him? He doesn't know any of the people here, and it is estimated that they will not say good things for him, so he can only be his "warehouse manager", so he can only inquire about Mr. Sun Junshan, who lives in Room 301 of Building 2 attached to the hotel.

Now it's the Red Vests on the defensive. The attacking side moved forward close to the touchline, presumably hoping to get a chance to make a successful cross, after all, the out-of-character centre-forward who had scored a few goals in League A was still a threat in the box.

The attacker's design of the bottom break or cross was not successful, and the full-back who had just made a successful tackle broke the ball from the opponent's feet again; This time the attacking team got a corner from the right; The corner kick was not of high quality, with little spin or arc to tell, and worst of all, it didn't even reach high enough...... The full-backs easily got stuck in the line of the ball and kicked it off the touchline with great force – Gao admitted that breaking the pass was the best option for the full-backs when the back goal could not get a better view of what was going on behind them.

The ball jumped quickly towards Gao Jinsong, who was standing on the edge of the field and looked a little dazed-

I don't know which kind person shouted at Gao Jinsong: "Hey! But before he could shout the second sentence, he saw a surprising scene:

The young man with the flat head met the ball and stopped the ball with his chest very skillfully, and when the ball bumped on the ground and bounced up, his left leg also took advantage of the situation to follow, and with a bang, the ball was kicked back into the penalty area, and depending on the arc and power of the ball, it would also fall in the penalty area and lean into the small penalty area;

There was a cheer, and some of the attacking players who didn't understand the situation thought it was their team-mates getting the ball on the perimeter to reorganize the attack, and they struggled to squeeze through the defenders in the hope of getting a better attacking position, and eventually converted the successful cross into a goal - presumably thanks to the goalkeeper, who had always been more sober and didn't do anything to defend with all his might, he barely made any saves on the attacking team's shots.

The guy who scored the goal immediately clenched his fists and cheered, and proudly accepted the congratulations of some confused teammates; A few of the Red Vests, who were also unaware of the situation, angrily blamed their teammates and asked them why they didn't defend, and after receiving a satisfactory answer, the anger on their faces immediately turned into banter at the goalkeeper and loudly joked with him.

In the face of the facts, the attacking side became a little discouraged, but a clever guy found a perfect reason in the blink of an eye: the temporary referee did not blow the pass out of bounds, so the goal still works!

The debate over whether the goal was valid or invalid made the scene a bit confusing, and it wasn't until the two coaches who acted as referees on the off basis came forward that the dispute was over – the ball was valid, and as long as the referee didn't give a penalty, it meant that the game was going on, so this time it was the Red Vests who failed to defend and the attackers got a small bonus. The Red Vests seem to have reluctantly accepted this lesson. Seeing this, Gao Jinsong smiled, adding a little color to the confrontation training, he often encountered it when he was in the youth team, coaches generally use this kind of small economic stimulation as a means to get the attention of the players, it seems that this professional semi-professional team often does this kind of thing. The only thing that is not clear is how much this jackpot is. But Gao Jinsong can be sure that this will definitely not be as shabby as they were at that time, and the twenty or thirty people are pinching on the field for dozens of yuan.

With the referee's whistle and shouting, the training was back on track, and now Gao Jinsong knew that they were not engaged in any confrontation training, but half-court offensive and defensive training, because this time it was the red vests who shrank in their own half of the defense. At the same time, he remembered what he had come here for.

He soon found the middle-aged man named Sun Junshan on the side of the venue and explained his intention. The middle-aged man greeted two more guys who were definitely not players from the way they were dressed, and followed them back to their place to count the goods. When Gao Jinsong casually asked about the payment, the middle-aged man didn't mention the ** receipt, so he happily took out a large pile of cash to settle the balance of the goods, and told him that they also needed the same number of sixty sets of clothes and pants of the same specification, as well as a larger number of socks, of course, these things had to be processed according to the conditions they had negotiated before.

Gao Jinsong happily agreed to the deal, which meant that he could raise about 120 bonus miles from the unexpected business. That's a good extra income for him now.

He rubbed his hands excitedly, ready to hand a cigarette to Sun Junshan, who spoke and behaved as if he had seen the world, to express his gratitude. But he immediately gave up on this plan. He caught a glimpse of several packs of opened or unopened high-end cigarettes on the coffee table in the room, and the cigarette rolls in the mouths of the two staff members who counted the goods were also taken from those cigarette boxesβ€”he knew the kind of Yunnan cigarettes packaged in dark red paper shells, which were sold for thirty or forty yuan a pack on the market, and the cigarettes of the boss of their company when he accompanied the guests were several grades lower than this cigarette......

Who are these people? He was getting more and more confused.

It took him a lot of effort to restrain his curiosity. After making an appointment with Sun Junshan for the next delivery, he was ready to say goodbye and leave.

A staff member stood up with a pair of pants and flipped through a place to say something to Sun Junshan.

Gao Jinsong didn't understand what he was saying, but judging from Sun Junshan's suddenly twisted brows and his quickly gloomy face, this guy must not have said anything good. But he didn't know what was wrong, so he had to stand there with a smile on his face and wait for Sun Junshan to speak.

"What's going on? Haven't we repeatedly explained that our logo should be prominently placed on shorts, why do all shorts have only one logo? Do you mean that all of your shorts here only have one leg?! Sun Junshan shook the shorts in his hand, asked angrily, and pointed out the place that was not marked to Gao Jinsong.

Gao Jinsong swallowed his saliva and didn't know how to explain it to others. He had never been involved in this business from beginning to end, and he didn't know what Sun Junshan said to Li Jian, who had left the company, but the fact that a mark was missing from the trouser leg could not be denied, and he could only blame all the faults on the garment factory that overprinted the mark on this batch of clothing. "Maybe it's a momentary negligence in the factory." He muttered his excuses, while praying that the rest of his business would not be ruined because of this incident.

"How can you do this business? We explained it clearly at the beginning, and your business was promised smoothly, and he patted his chest and assured us that we would ensure the quality and delivery on time. Is this on-time delivery? Two full days later than we said it would be! He barely clubbed the shorts in his hand to Gao Jinsong's face, which was half a head taller than him, "This is your quality?" Such an obvious mistake didn't your business find out?! ”

Gao Jinsong really didn't know what to say now. He now suspects that the whole thing is caused by Li Jian, who has left the company, but he can't tell Sun Junshan about this, right?

"Or, Mr. Sun, I'll take these clothes back first and send them with your next shipment?"

Sun Junshan turned over the shorts he was carrying in his hand and looked at it a few times, although there was an obvious mistake, but the rest of the place could not find any mistakes, and the logo pattern color matching in various positions was also very accurate, especially the three Song characters "New Oriental" on the front chest and back of the jersey looked full and symmetrical, much more eye-catching than the italic marks they use now - this is also a violation of their original requirements, but Sun Junshan will not bring this up now. In fact, the two staff members did not notice this larger omission.

"Okay then, but you only have two days."

Sun Junshan's cheerfulness made Gao Jinsong overjoyed. He began to wonder how he could tactfully ask the other party to leave him a note or something to confirm the business, and expect them to pay some deposit.

Before he could speak, Sun Junshan had already stopped a staff member: "Xiao Shen, you go and get 10,000 yuan to come over and make a deposit for him, and ask him to give us a receipt." He said to Gao Jinsong again, "It's okay to pay cash, right?" Our finances haven't been here for the past two days, so we can't transfer money to you, although it's not quite in line with the financial system......" Before he finished speaking, the mobile phone on the coffee table chirped. He interrupted himself and grabbed his phone. "Yes, it's me, Sun Junshan! …… You say, what's going on with that Russian striker? …… The rent is 100,000 and the salary is 120,000! Okay, we agreed to this condition, but he has to come to the trial first......" He frowned and listened, and suddenly interrupted the other party with a sneer, "Hey, Lao Zhao, you have to figure it out, we pay US dollars!" He's still unemployed! He came to play football for four months and returned to Kyiv for the winter with more than 100,000 US dollars in tax exemption, what else did he want? Isn't his visa still expired? You told him bluntly that if you want to, you can come to the trial as soon as possible, and if you don't want to, you can get out as soon as possible, when is this, I don't have time to play with him...... Don't scare me, now I'm rushing to sell foreign aid to me one after another, if you don't want to make money, then let's forget it...... Are they all parallel imports? I now have a main defender of the North Korean national team in my team! ”

He saw Gao Jinsong who was about to leave in a blink of an eye, and beckoned him to wait a little longer.

"Okay! I've covered all of this, but don't fool me anymore, or I'm going to turn my face! He suddenly changed the topic, "Do you know Chen Mingcan's phone number?" …… So do you know who has his phone? He grabbed a piece of paper from the table and wrote down a number, "Then you have to hurry up about the Russian foreign aid, if we find other foreign aid in the delay, you can cry yourself!" ”

He closed his phone, and then said to Gao Jinsong: "Give me your business card, and I'll contact you directly if you have anything." If you earn a commission on your business, I can save a lot of worry – unless you have to get along with the money yourself. ”

Gao Jinsong smiled and pulled out a business card from his satchel, and then filled in his pager. He said embarrassedly: "The company just gave the pager, so there is no ...... printed on the business card."

"Your handwriting is beautiful." Sun Junshan pinched the business card and praised it. "Alright, Kodaka, don't make any mistakes this time, and besides, our goods will be ...... in two days."

Gao Jinsong smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem this time." Then he left the room with two large cardboard boxes in his arms, full of joy.

He had now figured out that the business he had taken over would bring him more than two hundred dollars in commissions and bonuses.

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